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Ducking into the command bunker he nodded past two guards.
Behind a functional desk sat Admiral Heid, burly with authority,
toying with his rosary. A corpsman stood behind his shoulder.
“Report.” Heid barked.
“All is nominal, according to predictions.” reported Suleimann,
stiff-faced. “All units are performing admirably, production
and research are on track, and casualties are within expected
bounds. Monkhouse lost a man to an unfocused mining laser
and a soldier died from drinking methanol in illicit moonshine.
We’ve already found the still and-”
The Admiral glanced up at Suleimann. “You’re not telling me
about the natives. Are they reacting?”
“Ah. We’ve encountered no hostility from the wildlife, though
we’ve avoided approaching too closely. Ecologist Oniha
recommends we try to stay distinct from any part of the
ecosystem – prey or predator – and ensure that we take no
direct action against the apex lifeforms for the moment.”
The admiral leaned back. “Oniha is an idealist.” he said “Until
the researchers have a better idea about what we’re dealing
with, it’s not wise to relax. Do the corpsmen know about her
opinions?” Suleimann nodded, uncomfortable.
“That was unwise, but the damage is done. Sergeant, ensure
all watches are doubled, as are the penalties for dereliction
of duty. One hole in our defences could cost us everything.
Dismissed.” The corpsman nodded and hurried out. Suleimann
bowed and turned to follow.
“Suleimann – George – while I’m stuck behind my desk, you’re
my eyes out there. Don’t let me down.”
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